Generic Fantasy Stat RP Chapter 1
Posted 02 October 2011 - 02:56 PM
Posted 02 October 2011 - 07:51 PM
I could really use a change of clothes. This set has bloodstains and other stuff on them.
Posted 04 October 2011 - 01:11 AM
Chaen Lang woke up earlier than anyone else, apart from Ken, who seemed to beat the battle mage all the time. As usual, he would march to the Tzang caravan and wake little Roune up to begin some daily exercises, both physical and magical as a proper teacher would. They continued their exercise until the sun rose and he left to make sure the other traders were up and ready. The sooner they left the unruly grasslands of Nialp, the safer they would be.
Setting apart some bowls for breakfast, Chaen Lang wondered why there was he short of a bowl. Then he remembered he left it with the Nialpian healer the night before. Reminding himself to get it back from her, he took two bowls of congee, one for himself and another for Rine as he set off from his tent.
Getting up, Qaahir was dismayed to note that no one else was in the tent he slept in. He did not know if it was due to his snores...or that none of the other girls felt comfortable spending the quiet night with him. After counting the gold he had just earned, the fighter walked out of the tent to follow the scent of food he smelled coming from the traders preparing their breakfast. Hopefully they don't try to take advantage of us, thought Qaahir as he noted that some traders had deliberately prepared more food than they seem to need.
Omair sat in Chaen Lang's tent and studied his tome while blowing the scalding hot congee the man had given him.
Posted 04 October 2011 - 01:16 AM
Posted 04 October 2011 - 01:27 AM
Posted 04 October 2011 - 01:46 AM
"Morning...erm..." crap, I forgot her name, thought Qaahir panicking, "Erm...morning Letamite. Heh, yes I can't help but snore...it's a sign that one's tired."
Taking out some gold, Qaahir asked for what appeared to be steaming white buns. Handing over two gold coins, Qaahir grumbled a bit of the over priciness of the food as he bit into it. Hmm...sweet pork, thought Qaahir...followed by...Hot! Hot! Hot! As he used every shred of his will power to stop himself from dropping his breakfast while he left his mouth open to the cold Nialpian air to cool it.
Posted 04 October 2011 - 08:59 AM
He lift from the ground and made himself presentable before going to find something to eat.
Posted 04 October 2011 - 12:39 PM
Posted 04 October 2011 - 02:04 PM
Guessing by the time he took to eat 1/9 of it, he'd stay here for an entire hour. So he forced himself to eat it faster, drawing the attention and laughter of some that were close by.
Edited by Lorddomu, 04 October 2011 - 02:04 PM.
Posted 04 October 2011 - 04:37 PM
Posted 04 October 2011 - 07:22 PM
"Um, hello. Didn't I meet you last night? I don't believe I caught your name. I'm Cora."
Posted 04 October 2011 - 11:48 PM
This Cora character seems nice, but why does she dislike food so much? She skipped out on last night's meal, too.
Posted 05 October 2011 - 06:10 AM
Chaen Lang sighed in dismayed when he found Rine already eating breakfast. <"Hoy, Rine! Sorry, for being late,"> said Chaen Lang in Tsaen holding out a bowl on now cold congee, <"I was bringing you your breakfast, you didn't have to spend your gold.">
<"It's a shame to let this food go to waste..."> remarked Chaen Lang, <"Anyway, the group should be moving out in an hour, make sure your wyvern's ready by then.">
Ken walked to the edge of the now dismantling camp. So that's what a wyvern looks like up close, thought Ken admiring the impressive sight the backbone of Tsaen military was made off. Although wyvern riders comprised of only a fraction of full Tsaen military might, their symbolic strength and resilience was something every Tsaen took pride in. Bowing respectfully to the sleeping creature before walking away.
Seeing Zoey wandering around, Ken tapped her on the shoulder and reminded her, "Hey, camp moves in an hour, make sure you have all your gear."
Finishing his torturous ordeal in eating his pork bun, Qaahir gaped in awe at the sight of Rine's mount. When did that thing appear? Is it safe? wondered Qaahir. He had heard of tales of Tsaen mercenaries who had their wyverns eat whole cavaliers...mounts and all. Due to the protective nature of Tsae to it's national creature, few wyvern riders ever ventured out of Tsae or even received the permission to.
Whoever owned that wyvern should consider himself lucky, thought Qaahir jealously, must be comforting to have such a large companion.
Posted 05 October 2011 - 08:00 AM
He could see Ragnos from afar, a dark red wyvern beginning to open his eyes that soon began to move his head in search of Rine, not really caring about the others around him. Since he couldn't find his owner, he growled in response, and then stood still, looking around. "I should go before they think he's going to eat someone. Excuse me...". Without wasting anymore time, he brought his bowl with him, left it on the ground next to the camp where they slept in the night and opened his backpack, taking some kind of big and gross meat from it. "Here's it, buddy. I hope you slept well, it seems we'll have a long day again."
Posted 05 October 2011 - 05:26 PM
Posted 05 October 2011 - 07:10 PM
With Rine leaving and considering his mission accomplished in feeding an old friend's son, Chaen Lang raised his own bowl of congee and drank the now cold contents it held as he searched for his missing bowl in the hands of a certain Nialpian troubadour.
Finished with his studies, Omair readied his gear. He was already informed that the group would be moving out soon. Now all he needed to do was make sure his employees were not making a fool of themselves.
Qaahir searched the crowd. Resting his eyes on the only Aesean in the entire camp, Qaahir walked to Alena and asked jovially, "Hey, Alena! Enjoying Tsaen hospitality so far?"
Posted 05 October 2011 - 08:25 PM
Posted 06 October 2011 - 05:01 AM
This creature is so completely unlike the pegasi at home. Those stupid horses never pay attention to us seafolk anyway. Maybe this one will be a little less discriminatory.
Posted 06 October 2011 - 08:27 PM
Finding his two employees, Omair approached them and said, "I trust that the two of you have been behaving. Chaen Lang told me that this camp would be ready to head off soon. So I'd like us the be saddled up by the time these merchants have finished packing their wares."
Qaahir nodded and told Alena, "Come on, lets get to Badem, he's probably cowering among the other horses if he could see the wyvern.
Spotting Cora wandering around looking for something, Chaen Lang strode to her and asked, "Hey, girl, may I have my bowl back?"
Posted 07 October 2011 - 09:28 AM
He picked his steel axe and began striking the air, practicing with it by using just one hand. That caught his pet's attention for a while, before he laid on the ground again, waiting for something to do.
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